It might be well known that I’m a fan of flight. I still find the prospect of a trip on a plane to be exciting, and I generally try to get a window seat to see how we’re getting on.
Such was the case this past weekend, and as we came into land at Shatwick I happened to see a massive number of flashing lights near the runway. Which was a cause for a little bit of concern, especially when a bit more looking found more emergency vehicles leaving the fire station and racing towards the runway.
Frankly, brown trousers at this point might not have been inappropriate.
You can imagine my relief when said vehicles darted past the runway and into a field, wherein was to be found a fake plane and what was clearly an exercise. Which was interesting to see in an of itself, but still, I’d rather have heard about it in advance…
Funnily enough I was up on Leith Hill today and took a photo of Gatwick… http://www.flickr.com/photos/rolpol/5730898435/
I know, sad isn’t it… I get a long lens capable of taking shots like this from ten miles away and I end up with pics of planes…
Not sad at all… better that you take pictures of planes than you go stalking people…
That’s true. Even Ken Clarke knows stalking is wrong. Well, serious stalking…